Fine Excuses
My Fault, So It Is
Start looking for the numbers,Oh, you'll see them everywhereBecause you were lookingHardwired esotereThe devil's in the detailsOh, just revel in the retailOf your soul in the bowl of agesThe devil's in the detailsThe only thing to do is press on nowThe only thing to do is move forwardMake it a used man's new mantraMake it a keychain in your shoeThe city behind is in ruinsBut every now and thenthe cold compels a returnTo scan for signs of lifeTrapped 'neath the burning timberPleased to look you in the shot eyeBut these homes have a heartDecked with flags in the loungeTo retain youWhen the hooks are a little looseLetras de cancionesAnd it's getting no answerLooking out on the same hail as when I saw youLooking out on the same hail, I wish I'd never met youBut whether or not I'd met youWhether or notYes sir, my fault, so it isI know, I know, so it isBut these homes have a heartDecked with flags in the loungeTo retain youWhen the hooks are a little looseAnd it's getting no answer
From Letras Mania